"Bring wine!"
Yang Wei entered a tavern and yelled as soon as he stepped through the door, venting his anger.
The sudden outburst frightened everyone in the tavern, making the timid ones scurry away, not daring to provoke him.
"Oh, Young Master Yang, don't be so fiery. Look, you've scared my guests away. Who in all of Moyun City would dare offend Young Master Yang?" A voluptuous woman in revealing clothes twisted her alluring figure toward him, holding a jug of wine.
"It's all because of Yang Meier, meddling in everything like she's about to die! I can't wait for her to die sooner! And there's another fool, he'd better not cross paths with me again, or I'll definitely kill him!" Yang Wei growled through gritted teeth.
"Come, Young Master Yang, have a drink to calm down." The shopkeeper smiled coquettishly, her flirtatious laughter resonating with his soul.
